Potatocis

nlyitisfinishedbyme,IrememberthatIhavebeeedbymonoshoppinglinesomuey.

    asIdrinkoatflourmixturewithteapowder,andsuger,itissodeliciousthatmydaughtertellmeshewantsomemore,Iquicklygotomakeacupoffastdrinkbythegiftofretivessendtous,itissoelegantdesignthatittastesomuchgoodand''''tfetthefvorofsweetness.

    sowepntedallthepotatochipstoourbody,IswearthatInevergobacktothoseghostswhoevereatmydofu,Ihatethemsomuchforthememoryisuowashaway,atthattoneIwarnthemneverpywithmyheart.sofinallytheyallgototheghostjailthatwillneverfindmeagain,onlymyhusbandissoihmethatIpickhimasmyforeverhusbandandwewillneverbeapart.whechipsandawakeitisthreethousaer.

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